יונה /Yonah/Jonah 1:1-4:11 (read it here)
A tale of a mighty fish.
A holy man got swallowed up,
Oh, what a fateful dish.
A job that was so grim,
The rotten people of Nineveh
Had to hear a message from him.
But Yonah thought he knew his stuff
Much better than Hashem
He thought he’d better run away
Instead of talk to them.
To take a little trip
He thought Hashem would leave him be,
Far off inside that ship.
But you can’t run away from Hashem, you know,
As Yonah sure found out,
The waves, they came a-tossing in
As the sailors all began to shout.
They all were praying to their gods,
And begging to survive,
But Yonah knew with him on board,
None would stay alive.
He leaped off from the ship’s strong deck,
Into the ocean’s mighty roar.
He thought he’d die for not listening,
That Hashem wouldn’t care anymore.
The moment Yonah slid beneath,
The waves and storm died down.
That would have been the end right there,
But our Yonah did not drown.
A great big fish ate him alive –
One great big gulp, so strong!
Though he knew he’d been wrong.
He sat right there in its fishy guts,
So sorry he hadn’t obeyed.
He davened and he begged Hashem
To save his life, he prayed.
Three long days and three long nights,
He lay inside that beast,
Till Hashem heard our Yonah’s cries,
And the fish spit him to the east.
To carry that message through:
“You’re never so bad, so wrong at last
That Hashem is done with you.”
There’s always time to turn to him,
For Teshuvah most sincere,
And He wants you to come near.
Each person is special to Hashem,
Your neshama so perfect and whole;
He made you, like Yonah, and on Yom Kippur,
Hashem rescues your beautiful soul.
(all clip art is gratefully borrowed from phillipmartin.info)